Find the whole content of this poem "I leaned over and stared at you in heaven, just as you stared at me with a little sadness" and the author.

I stand in heaven and look down on you,

As sad as you stare at me,

I look up to you in Jiuquan,

It's like you're standing in the wilderness,

Look up to your once sacred ideal,

I will come back one day,

With the fragrance of kapok and bauhinia,

With our flashing memories,

Finally, tell you,

I found heaven.